Tavros was sitting around his room or some shit when suddenly, uH-OH,, he was about to make an oopsie.
His stomach rumbled. He could feel gas spurting around and making inside farts.
He pushed down on the arms of his wheelchair to lift himself up a bit and clenched just a little when it happened.
A series of turds trundled out and coiled themselves around Tavros' bottom, waiting to be removed.
Tavros pressed his wheelchair's buzzer and in flew his dutiful lusus, fresh diaper in hand.
With surprising strength, Tinkerbull pulled his trousers to the floor, ripping them just slightly.
He carefully unfastened Tavros' diaper.
Tinkerbull tugged at the edges, exposing Tavros' genitalia.
No one knew what Tavros' genitalia looked like. It was Tinkerbull's secret.
Tinkerbull lifted him a bit with, again, his quite surprising strength. He pulled off the diaper and lovingly wiped his son's bottom.
So changed, Tinkerbull left, and Tavros quickly went to check out pictures of hot steamy men or whatever da fuck Tavros does during the day.
TINKERBULL CHANGING TAVROS'S DIAPER PART I END